*HIS AND HER DIARY FOR THE SAME DAY*
*Her Diary:*
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had
made plans to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner. I was
shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was
upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no
comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested
that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed,
but he didn't say much. I asked him what was wrong; he
said, 'Nothing.' I asked him if it was my fault that he was
upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had nothing to do
with me, and not to worry about it.
On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly,
and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior; I don't
know why he didn't say, 'I love you, too.'
When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as
if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat
there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem
distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I
decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to
bed. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts
were somewhere else. He fell asleep -- I cried.
I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts
are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
*His Diary:*
Boat wouldn't start; can't figure out why.
*Her Diary:*
Tonight, I thought my husband was acting weird. We had
made plans to meet at a nice restaurant for dinner. I was
shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was
upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no
comment on it. Conversation wasn't flowing, so I suggested
that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk. He agreed,
but he didn't say much. I asked him what was wrong; he
said, 'Nothing.' I asked him if it was my fault that he was
upset. He said he wasn't upset, that it had nothing to do
with me, and not to worry about it.
On the way home, I told him that I loved him. He smiled slightly,
and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior; I don't
know why he didn't say, 'I love you, too.'
When we got home, I felt as if I had lost him completely, as
if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore. He just sat
there quietly, and watched TV. He continued to seem
distant and absent. Finally, with silence all around us, I
decided to go to bed. About 15 minutes later, he came to
bed. But I still felt that he was distracted, and his thoughts
were somewhere else. He fell asleep -- I cried.
I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts
are with someone else. My life is a disaster.
*His Diary:*
Boat wouldn't start; can't figure out why.
Read it to my wife just now 
